The Day I Die Poem by Megan Goswick
The Day I Die
The emo' they call me
I turn to my name
They act out slicing their wrists
I hang my head in shame
I can't help my feelings
Of being alone
I hide myself for the day
Just longing to go home
I sprawl on my bed
With my razor in hand
And take myself away
To a much better land
I stare in the mirror
And let myself cry
Looking forward to the day
That I finally die</3
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4/25/2024 8:23:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A dark and powerful poem, a great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, An Innocent Man.